Guo Shouqing also eyes indecision "bad here even gave birth to a terrible evil Wang Daren we’d better leave first"
Wang Xuan sank, "The Taoist priest has a point. Let’s go!"
Make the army immediately move forward.
At this time, hundreds of meters away in front, the yellow sand rolled over and there was a white lady demon ghost army.
The ancient battlefield is like this, and the magic array is hard to distinguish.
Both sides meet is one leng.
"kill!"
Wang Xuan didn’t talk nonsense. The Lord was flying, and suddenly the fire and rain flew out …
Chapter one hundred and thirty-seven The White House kills the dead soldiers and mourns the ghosts.
Boom!
Is almost instantaneous demon ghost legion was flooded with fire and rain.
Wang Xuan waited for a whole day, so how could he miss the opportunity?
The first thing to suffer is that those spectres are burned by bloody evil spirit fire, and suddenly they scream and turn black smoke into smoke, while the rest of them fly into the evocation coffin.
A few hundred meters distance is almost for both sides.
Knock, knock, knock … A huge earthquake sounded.
Armored corpse with ferocious fangs pounced on the army with arrows and rain, and almost instantly Xuanwu Army collided with its huge shield, and its claws tore and scratched to draw sparks.
Anjun Yong soldiers fought a battle against these zombies last night, and now they are full of blood and armed forces’ blessing to cope with it.
Of course, the leaders of both sides are more competitive.
Wang Xuan bows, arrows, arrows, armies gathering, golden light flashing and raising my hand is an arrow.
Boom
Air billow is full of dust and sand.
But it’s a pity that XuanChen and others also scattered behind a dozen zombies crashing and cracking the residual limb and dismembering the body.
"Little seek death!"
Xuanchen, who has been so angry, came to the front of the army in a flash, and quickly bombarded the huge shield of Xuanwu soldiers with the palm of his hand.
Boom!
A series of roars sounded, and a row of palm prints appeared on the huge shield cast by Xuan copper. At the same time, Xuanwu army soldiers also retreated with blood.
Mrs. White, the wolf demon, also appeared at the same time. On both sides of the army, a claw tore and scratched a body suspended and evocative, flashing and screaming.
With the blessing of the Xuanwu flag, the soldiers of Xuanwu Army are not dead in an instant, but they are still screaming and screaming with blood in their mouths.
The whole army is on the verge of collapse
At this moment, the drums suddenly rose.
Knock!
Huge waves shook the square, and the bloody ripples suddenly spread outward, and the momentum of flying sand and stones along the way was amazing.
Wang Xuan has a military seal to supplement the blood evil spirit, and for the first time, it has fully exerted the power of shocking the gods and drums.
The bloody flame burning in the pupil of the road flyover with three eyes on the drum surface turned into a virtual shadow and looked around with a strange smile.
This is not an evil thing, but a vision of God’s drum power.
The drum is specially designed for the instantaneous stagnation of the battlefield.